finest energy
has golden sparks of dancing light
sparkling in what seems to be empty space
scent of rose
tells me
lies don't matter
who do the liars confuse?
ultimately they burden themselves
they damaged me
but those wounds are surface
I show that surface
what is inside
is made of
solid
Gold
cannot be bought or sold
though it does exit the bag of bones I inhabit
when I leave
call it
my key to the kingdom
I thought the women foolish, sad their husbands and musicians made them look so uninformed and petty minded.
One question if nothing happened
why was the 'mental mary' pushed back before she spoke up?
the knots guilty were knot aware of an incident that they gossipped about for years, suddenly its a figment of her imagination
knot bothered,
again, who are they trying to convince?
themselves?
i don't know why I cry
I'm not concerned about me,
I'm concerned about your lack of concern for yourselves, your family,  for lack of knowledge of the Divine , for truth, justice and how far you have all fallen from that.
I'm crying for all my fallen hereos

"I followed Him.
I heard His voice,
So quiet, and kind,
My fate is bound, to seek and find,
the Love, I sought, comes from above,
he filled my cup, to brim with love.
The truth that day, I lost the earth,
flesh decays to dust, for spirits'birth.
Lines grimly etched, in horror stay,
the final act about to play.
That crystal light, not visible to worldly men,
they reel in fright, aghast at skin,
like the portrait of Dorian Gray,
their luciferic light, shines bold as day,
starlight descending to infra red decay.
I pick up my cross with heaviest heart,
can't find forgiveness, though that's my part.
Knowing this truth, I soldier on,
karmic bound, to forgive their wrongs.
His message, I repeat, is love turned tough,
change your ways, enough is enough.
My star I found, is freedoms dove,
not our words, our actions, reveal true love."

that they did that to a child
with a hedge blocked off
the exit
cold dark now
calling, until tiny gave up
a fox showed  the way through
those impossible high, impossibly thick hedges?
to fall asleep in the arms of
Old Mother and Old Father
who covered her with their big coats
they were like good Presidents
when she asked where they came from
they showed her the golden highway
she had never seen before
how did it reach like so into the sky?
they told her  how she was a child of Israel
cold and hungry
they gave her manna
tasted like bread and honey
so sweet it made her sleep
there the gardener found her
blue with the cold, shivering and feverish
he revived her among the cinders
in blankets he lovingly tended her
with warm milk
the doctor came
the baron called
he stroked his pointed beard
while they talked gravely
send her home
she never saw that gardener again
Old Mother and Old Father sent him
thanks

I read the rule book and had to say, why does the man dictate our play, the ones in robe don't have a clue, how can they tell her what to do, test er one is good for he, but means little when she is she.
She knows her dreams and whats she got, she has a brain that thinks a lot, her heart beats to a different tune, her light is sun beams, stars and moon. It's simple as, and very plain, don't even know why
need to explain.  We're similar, but not the same, its not rebellion to break that chain, it comes naturally, so full of ease, to do exactly as she please.  Everything is sacred under the sun, just let her be, herself and real, doing what she deep down feel, a whole woman not a broken puppet, if you want that then date a muppet.

for those who think the stars burn out
it's not true
some stars go on and on
giving birth to new stars
in a never ending
cycle of eternity
our sun
will burn grow expand
become a giant red planet
burning our atmosphere
to empty itself of gold
to those deserving
in this evergrowing
always knowing
Uni force

tiny speck of gold,
an insignificant, grain of sand,
realised, it's equal to the land,
how could that be, tumbling wavewashed on shore?
how could so tiny, be deemed much more?
it took a lifetime shoved, and tossed by years,
eroded, polished, in saltwater tears.
Never even daring to dream,
sparkling tiny, in sunlights beam.
A fleck of dust, so small, so low,
how can it contain this sunlight so?

Once fairies said to a little girl,
"the truth, can bring you to our world,
we in fairy can be met,  let truth ring like a bell."
Believing their story, remembering well,
a speck of gold, caught in giant golden hive,
which entered the room, lying down on its side.
Cogs moved and whirred,
lifted this vessell up,
an insignificant, tiny head, bowed down,
two angels, one  placed a medalion, another a crown.

Returning to earth with invisible, otherworld treasure,
pushed aside by the men, snided down by their measure.
Her little heart buzzed, like a bee aloud,
mood altering peace, floated high on a cloud,
been swatted, and hurt before and then,
karmically bound, to unravelling men.
They hit out at small, they trample it down,
those haughty sunflowers, came tumbling down,
sat amongst grasses  crushed,
down and trampled,
bending and blowing
tho' eternally growing,
throughout all lifes storms, never fully broke,
ribbon of grass stronger than windfallen oak.

Fairytales are true,
if only men knew,
they definitely would not, do the things, that they do.
It's never too late to learn,
how to avoid infrared, radiation burn,
funnelled and furnaced in a cosmic dance,
never dare leave destiny, to luck and chance.

Cop: hey do you want to meet up for a coffee, go for a walk and talk about the plague?
scarred: letsNOT.....
scarred should have said, no why don't you present yoself to the Cops, as a person of interest
known to me
you tick on a *****

Does anyone know, can anyone tell,
my memories jarred,
can't remember so well,
my instinct, my feeling, got kicked out of hell?
thought it was heaven,  
enraptured so bright,
not sun, but a fire,
in dark, darkest night.

Brains' blind spotted angle,
horror, shock, brimming tide ,
dark stained blackness,
encompassing wide,
killed all my  innocence, before she could hide.

Monstrous, fanged, hairy, wide shadowed, mouth,
wind, fire, thunder, hailstoning shout,
anchor skewered into my spine,
carrying all this, while still drinking wine,
in lalaland where I feel fine,

was not
will not
ever be
a woman who endured
like she
tossed to and from those many storms
pawed beaten broken in
facelined echoes of their rampant sin
shadowy formless beings still grip her throat
she prays for calm to steady her boat
Her Heavenly Dad showered her in Crystal light
Christgives her strength in the darkest night

The Walls of Jericho came down tumbling,
they fell onto the ground,
they heaped up dust and rubble
all happened with a sound.
Standing, wrecked, solitaryobserving
as the ruins lay bare forlorn,
I felt my heart like old ways
irretrievably torn,
A new foundation is needed,
pile carefully brick on brick,
building firm on this foundation
because the old walls made me sick.

Pill her in the community
not a ***** pushed through a door
that wasn't there before
after spreading a rumour
no means yes
with scolpamine
"they like puppets,
women muppets"

it works better if you only show
your back on street
they think,  never did meet
no need to greet
or reimburse
we got evidence
evidently

witnesses, got skin in the game
you pray....we prey
we even script wrote the play
Which craft- ed- it- or art
waited so, so, so long, to narrate
His-story  from the first hurt
I wish this for all young girls and boys
may the Force not be 'with' you

from first light to
almost new
i let rage cry
She sat in my  chair
followed me to town, to bring me down,
sometimes she stayed invisible,
feeling her, still made me feel sad,
bad, angry and mad.
wish I went to bed earlier,
she's sitting with me now,
tomorrow merged with today,
hope rage and sadness have had their say,
I honoured those guests 21 hours long,
maybe they got what they need,
tomorrow I hope i find ****.

you know
these matchstick men
inked on wrecked angle blank page
you know these
women con trap
that act on command
because  match stick men
light their fires
more lovingly
if they pick up  that log
bound in the fog and burned
shore lights were on
sea  not at home
see **** thought less
about the other
or the fact shes a mother
of four peeping eyes
with heart shaped by minds
helped less when shes blind
not of your kind
from the other side of the tracks
where we don't got the backs
havenots
got a chance
when we sabotage
her glance
at any semblance of romance
cos we can
I guess thats why they call
you the man
in the know
of how does the garden grow
that they sow

Christ defeated death.
It doesn't exist.
there is eternity ******
or eternity blessed,
to know where you fall
pass the earth test.

How did you treat the other.
If you like to torture
you will be tortured.
If you showed love,
you will receive it.
there is another test.
Are you in denial of  Source ?
Or did you just steal that Creation and claim it as your own.
Did you plagiarise
or give Credit due to the One who created you?

just to put on public record,
once,  to be read by all,
the lies that keep surrounding me,
will eventually fall.
I will never take my own life,
that will never be my thing,
I was ****** for being innocent,
for same reason,  I had to sing.
I sang, because it's relentless,
all the things they do to me,
the bullies that surmounted me,  
facts some know, and see.
because I don't matter
to
evil ,sick ,bad, or wrong,,
if they killed me young,
It  have been better,
than all the evil I did endure,
there is no let up from bullies,
they plunder, **** and maim,
they prey on child, the innocent,
the purest is their game.
I may be stupid, naïve, and dumb , a clown  
they called a dope,
I won't **** myself ever, with Christ, I have all hope.
Life is precious and more than that ,I  respect the life I bore,
I will never give up the life God gave me, for this you can be sure,
God is the goal for my soul,
I went to hell and back,
My destiny is with Christ, his love I never lacked,
I would have thrown my life away, if I did not have Gods grace,
so put this in your censored news, in twitter and book face.

Just know all you enablers, when they try to take me down,
I have a shield, I have a medallion, I also have a crown,
I have a star in heaven , two eagles,
my Father sent to me,
my white shell from opening 8 locks,
a blessed destiny.
a multi coloured dream coat, brought strife and jealousy,
my gifts from up above,
precious beyond compare,
that's why I don't chase earthly goods, I don't belong to here.
when I look up, my star looks down,
the trapdoor men and women,
can wear my frown.
I'm going to look after my body, I care about it a lot,
this  temple with a truthful heart,
took your pain, **** , torture lots ,
I was ****** when I said nothing, I was ****** when I spoke,
so plotters, power houses, politicians, cops, priests, not so intelligent intelligence,
take back all of your sicknesses,
and own your foul misdeeds.

a message from  Michael angel, and Mother Mary
when they set me alight in flames,
advised me the lies man hooked me with,
and the methods they used to  trick,
were same who  killed God when he came to earth,
this is not my job to fix.
my perspective is not high enough,
to see the insides of their hearts,
predatory  wolf wo/men bat winging with world wide web of tricks
Ciao it wasn't nice knowing you, you make my stomach sick
The lies you told will trip you up, I know if you plan my end,
She didn't **** herself, the ***** did
her story will eternally trend

Those who tricked, got tricked,
the ones who lied, lies in hi-story.
they came with hate, found hate,
those who used serums got delirium,
Now following their theorem,
Their bots are legion,  
they can no longer tell,
whose  who.
Their mirrors are distorted,
Her story aborted.
Honesty stumbled in lit square,
now disconnected from their fear.
Their words are reflected back,
in black, white and read all over,
editors of the events they want others to believe,
their mantras vibrating their cores,
lost their truth, root.
Love knew, from the highest perspective,
they got detected,
from a timeless space, they lose their place,
to run out of pace,
Love the highest intelligience,
protected love with love,
purity with purity,
innocence with innocent heart of a baby,
like we once were, and can be.
I found that child,
gentle, soft, humility, meek and mild.
Where time does not exist, that child is eternity.

outside the secret circle
while being encircled
alabryinthly put plans
stupendously clever  display of power over powerless
plenty of hands to pat the backs
got you man
well done everyone who made this joke
the jokes on you

how crazy was that night,
immense darkness, brightest light,
wildest man, wildest woman
became one decadent human,
halved souls, find each other,
I could have stopped there,
gave up worry, gave up fear,
held tightly with his strength,
heart surrended with intent,
take my breath away,
don't need to live another day,
I had found it all,
why go on?
If I died there in those strong arms, I would have died happy.
But then my most beloved,  would not have achieved spectacular things,
our world flies on fragile, suspended, wings.

but still they mock
and scoff
fools
clinging to materials that are vapour
when you ask HIS forgiveness
He will tell YOU
HE was in ME
when you did those things to ME
you did it to GOD
how you treated the LEAST
is HOW you will be judged

thanks for having
xRay
sonar
vision
and an all seeing Eye
thanks for receiving our Thoughts each day
thanks for witnessing my plight
from beginning to today
I love you GOD
you are my BFF
we reap what we sow
they will receive their medicines back
I know that your LOVE
I never LACK

His thought, His Words, His Life, His All,
Lifting us gently from core
with invisible chords
to guide ,
Our thoughts, Words,  Deeds,
intentions go up,
each beauty witnessed,
He fills us
with alchemical gold
our cup.
Good thoughts, Good Words, Good intentions,
Good deeds ,
goes without saying disbelief suspended,
silencing the two thieves either side,  doubt and fear, who appear when He is here
ignore their divisive whispers in your ear,
tell them 'their is no evil in God'
He steps in, with you uncovering a treasure house
a golden rose
previoulsy unknown,
Realising what is this Golden throne,
Each action has purpose,
wisdom imbued energy,
built, in a lifetime of steps,
polished with love, forgiveness, truth,
When he plugs into that socket,
thundering wind, vibrating sound,
fountain of liquid gold astounds,
no longer flesh, or bones,
a sensation better than when two human bodies meet
reality more cosmic than fiction,
rising rapid through my golden crown,
fast forward through time and space,
rocket of love. soars to highest place,
hover in stillness in front of Heavens face.
My Dad speaks soft, His voice so quiet,
showing each thought an act of creation,
volcano, waterfall, leaf, star,  forest of trees,
birds, aligators, bees
there is nothing He did not create,
I look in my art box, for any materials that can create what
He creates,
I cannot compare, even in drawings I fail,
my words I feel too inadequate to express
your Omipotent Immense Genius Creator best
  
humbled by His presence ,head bending down,
realised  in the inner arm of a triple armed spiral,
back of my head stuck to a star,
Christalised
maybe because I don't even try to believe close to that level

Glass ***** on titanium dioxide on oil,
heat yellowing lead on black,
retroflection in red, white, blue and green,
glass beads vaporised in aluminum.
Divided by reflective white spheres in rubber domes
Cells submerged in sulpherous acid while electrons race
to create Incandescent light tamed to think the commanding white incandescent mirrored lights revolving in blue casing
sounding the alarms
are angels.......

Glass ***** on titanium dioxide on oil,
heat yellowing lead on black,
retroflection in red, white, blue and green,
glass beads vaporised in aluminum.
Divided by reflective white spheres in rubber domes
Cells submerged in sulpherous acid while electrons race
to create Incandescent light tamed to think the commanding white incandescent mirrored lights revolving in blue casing
sounding the alarms
are angels.......

Free from distractions,
plain to see media is bad news,
fake news,  covid fearmongering hysteria,
cover ups exposed all propaganda,
Media just ate itself,
no longer distracts me from true power.
The only thing to fear, is fear itself,
accounts deleted,
no longer of any account,
Like Maria Madalena,
she found ecstatic union,
with her Lord, in  her cave.

Turning  back on the world,
of substances, illusion, temptation of flesh.
No temptation.
Realised purity and true love,
cannot be found in decaying tomb.
Christ is not with the dead, He has risen.
I sought my Lord in earthly love,
Strong men came,usurped me.
satellite of Love, small cascaded to big,
Earthly love, redirected my will,
from my Maker husband's Will.
Nothing is bigger than God,
waiting for Him to rise in 'in' again,
Third time lucky,
three times,
Will at Will  evermore,
My Maker is my husband.
Freedom in Lockdown,
from her cave the underground stream flows,
Here rose the Living Word,
the fountain of knowledge,
the way out, is the way in.
Thank you God for showing me the Truth.
Thank you for sending me your Son,
Thank you Mother, your example of love and purity,
holds the dragon underfoot.
With your mantle of protection,
and my Dad holding my hand.
Purity,  strength to overcome the battle.
The Risen Word, is the Fountain of knowledge.
We always had Love.
Zion finds rest.

He knocked on my door
I let him in
his beauty profound
from ethics so sound
his purity, goodness good guide good dad
here right on time for which I'm glad
finally sunday morning in bed all day
with crumpled newpapers discarded
cross words resolved
the times here and now
examiner brings softest touch
telegraph wires touch and hold
star signs point to planetary collision
bright and bold,
starcrossed lovers find alchemical gold

Geckoed
blindly , was hope a thing then?
inspiration, faith , or reason?
That thick dense canopy
filtering out
illuminating warmth of the inexhaustible,
unextinguishable light.
Where even truth stumbled among debris
fallen , careless, strewn and broken branches,
an age old path buried beneath,
poisonous weeds, rising untrained from dank, soiled bases.
blindly
on the ground
in the radioactive puddles
flames
I found
starlight in decay
in frenetic play
grasping
holding on tight
with all it's might
let go of the fight
he can find you in no light
everything is gonna be alright

i Pray all terrorists go away
my granddad told me the worst cowards
preyed on the innocent and defenceless
but then GOD wants me to be brave
He wants me to love my enemies
He wants me to rebuke their behaviours
Please consider your merciless and cruel behaviours rebuked
I am trying to understand you so I can love you
trying to understand how you got there
to the despair where you just don't care?
prove me wrong
Love is the Highest intelligience
and those who have it , should lead the way.
I'm not talking about people pleasing Love
Good Old Fashioned Love
Our Divine Parents know, when to take our rattle away, when its not doing us any good.
Thankyou for all who held a candle up, when mine had gone out.

I flew in that jet,
that crossed our path twice,
on the way to cornwall.
You brought me to the stratosphere,
a love that has no compare,
I didn't believe you,
when you said, your wife
left you for another man,
no way, could that be true,
therewas no better you,
had searched high, and low,
over and out,
there was no better other,
know for certain,
not a doubt.
You played angry with that,
your strong arm tactic,
always worked this cat,
your friend's wry expression,
give mirth to our session,
to souls entwined,
eternally thine,
I had to go,
you are my man,
God had another plan,
he wills, therefore I am

today its vast,
leadlike heaviness,
caught in a web for years,
a river of tears,
knowing not to touch mercury,
never to touch lead,
but all this lumpen, toxic, metal,
here now,
the painful, real circumstances,
a life unravels horrific,
watch the watchmen,  
politicians reliant on  crazy logic,
journeying headlong with coboclos, and shaman bundled and secreted, in rabbit warren, their pronouncements,
She amazed the vastness of the labyrinth, like tendrils that surmounted her, all her lonely long life, her mother, her father, her brothers, her sisters, baby Jesus, God the Father, church, other parents of schoolfriends, the watchmen, hippies, engineers, pretend girlfriend trapdoors, pretend boyfriend trapdoors,watchmen, irish, americans, english, russians, coboblos, shaman, germans, dutch, irish, english, americans, chinese, spanish, portuguese, italians. worldwideweb
one woman  an island, allegedly.  
her strenght from the biggest Daddy the one above,
He sent her his Son ,
He filled her with Love,
she hopes for his return,
others  burn and condemn themselves in the safety of numbers,
they are numbered....
right now, she cannot find hope or love for them ,
she did love when it counted,
all that too is from God.

impatience never teaches
it is a mind trap like fear and self pity
The star attached to the back of my head
says trust, have courage, have faith
mostly that star speaks of Love
only Love

i value
GOD
as the source of our knowledge
and take their
slanders
with a pinch of salt
knowing for full sure and certain
HE is real
HIS WORD makes MATTER so
for knowledge
where else would one go?
but to the ONE who KNOW
LOVE LOVE LOVE
ALL WE NEED IS GOD TO LOVE
LOVE OF GOD
THANKS SO MUCH
FOR EVERYTHING
in this beautiful garden
valley of tears

energising inanimate objects in which i type with mud and water on mud on water
flowering out of this mud
farmed to eat the mulberry bush
for the secret i on
LOVELOVELOVE

you removed her memories
can never know
that as a child
she was a **** star
the men on the street
mocked that **** star child
telling innocent
she was depraved and wild
they smiled
and winked
the stink they smelt
inked in print
had 10,000 men
legions of them

weapons loaded guns locked
on petite feet

on holey shoes
with elastic worn socks
slide down pull up
repeat

with blind faith,
that he, who wore the robe,
was good,
tiny little Miss Led,  
Miss took for his Miss Take,
resulted in a lot of Miss Chief,
made a lot of time for Miss Spent,
spinning lead into gold,
Miss Takes the highway,
to another town,
Mist her on Mainguard street
recognises her frown
knows how to turn out, down,
Miss Creant
breaks with love,
and the falconers glove,
grabs her coat, bus and boat,
Miss Out, Miss in,
Miss Tree,
Miss Sin,
Miss Use,
Miss Told,
now feeling bold,
Miss Treat,
Miss Handle,
Miss Hold a candle,
Miss Fire the flame,
igniting his brain,
Miss Adventure continues,
knowing for sure,
this universe central to her core,
some  Miss Score,
the ones who left, are all still here,
they hide in shame, resentment, fear,
they gather to talk about Miss In words,
out standing in their fields,
lack under standing,
her story they stab, they miss,
why the hiss,
telling lies for so long, still makes his story wrong,
this Miss Ion
where all the serpents tails are bit,
doesn't need a song,
to make a big hit,
they call her Miss Spent,
Mist her 'Sad is T' errific at hurt,
teaches her that Mist her Hate lacks faith,
she knows love is eternal and true,
God is the glue,
that keeps Miss True afloat,
knowing a white winged horse
which will arrive, off course
on a figure of 8,
Miss Step with fate.......
look up, look wide,
listen deep inside,
a quiet voice,
so soft and kind,
faithful and true,
if only they knew,
they wouldn't keep doing ,
the things that they do,
their best laid plans,
dye on their hands,
an iron pendulum,
keeps time in check,
truth is wilder than fiction,
what the heck.

just became aware
of the upclose
right here.
Found fear grown so big
it disappeared
to no fear.
Wish you weren't there, here or elsewhere.
I have to concur you are.
Bowing to the act  played,
helped lead me to a headheld star
high up above where we were.

The penitent Madalena, act has shut,
last century , millennium past.
You don't get to parade her in the streets,
her public display of remorse
for your crimes,
against her body.
She is not the one, in need of penance
or redemption, for these trespasses.
Sophia came three years ago
with this message,
stop your behaviour,
change your ways,
enough is enough.
****-tate to her
that she is lazy?
she never has been,
she wanted a job,
you forced her into slavery.
Got evidence when she was drugged,
no meaning yes? versed in repeat after me
s culpa mean
stolen education,
stumbleblocked all jobs Erin.
Relationships. same.
knudge knudge wink wink
pretend she would not work
you worked her to the bone
How greengoes veils of squinting windows ?
force googly eyes, smirking, big nosed , big ears
all mouths. No brains, No hearts, No conscience.
sorry not your mirror, go hang with those,
not joking, not clowning,
no tranquilizers that were not consented to.

She is glad you find her worthless
in valid.
It gives her an insight that is invaluable to her.
who is who.
Some of you don't get that.
She gets that you think, God is a joke.

A little girl was born in a square mile a babylondoner, February child, who had many sheep disguises , born in the hour of the sheep, in a house on the street where the Shepherdess Walked, travelling on the underground, one would have to stop, at Angel.  Her Father called her after him, by all accounts she was the prettiest child, his fourth, her father was very vain, on this subject, it was hard for him to be humble.

Her name also had sheep, her name meant sheep, her middle name a Ram on a King. Her Father worried about the violence, the football hooligans , the fights between mods and rockers, he decided to move back to the homecountry, the country of her Mother and Fathers birth, the Emerald Isle.  This coincided with an eviction notice, their house was about to get knocked down.
  
She moved to the plain of the Yew in the Emerald isle when she was four years old, they built a house in the town of the Castle by the river Barr, on a height that was named Harmony, that place did not often live up to it's name.  Her father came from another town that was much prettier, not far away, houses and land were as rare as hen's teeth, in that town, it was not cheap either.  Her Mother had an idea she wanted distance from her Mother in law, Rachel Ramona and her mother clashed a lot on ideas, but they did love each other, and Rachel understood her Mother, better than her Mother gave her credit for.  

To RRK, her Mother was never there for her, her Mother had an issue with her, that is a puzzle to this day, it will probally always remain a puzzle, her Mother never talks about stuff like emotions, feelings, or the inner landscape.

RRK found refuge in the world of men from the youngest age, she felt like she belonged in that camp, this idea got her into a lot of trouble, then, now and probally in her immediate future.

don't understand the obsession
to live in a bag of bones
stitched together to hang unto
a life of pharma
chemicals
imbalancing the liver

no you cannot have my organs
or my children's
while the elite are gearing up
for their cull of billions

what got us into this mess
truth, staring in our face
hands don't know each other

getting sicker , face pale and wan
the wretched sickness,
and his tell tale heart,
splitting past and future wide apart,
falls deeper down,  needs to hide,
cannot stop the turning tide,
fights storm tossed waves, one by one,
while bad deeds topple, underneath hot sun,
others notice a new demeanor,
a once good man, now hard and meaner,
a young horse bolts out of the stable,
old mans myths,  his,stories,  fable.
a prince no longer, no longer sought,
he brought the battle,
spare a thought,
pray with strong aroma of frank  sense,
snapped chords of love,  past tense,
passages of time, wreaked havoc long and hard,
a broken mirror lies by truth discard.

when parallel worlds collide
no words may be spoken
of the chaos left inside
how about this
you were not there
it was not real
my missing parts
you did not steal
digging deeper
deepest down
I found some thing
made me bold
alchemical gold
cannot be bought
cannot be sold
still brought a lot of trouble to my door
 future, present and what went before.

thanks my heavenly dad and mother
for the rosemary tea seasoned wih salt from tears
dis may,  dis stance, happenchance,
now i remember why
i don't want to

Why did we stop here?
How did I get here?
I always rebuked slavery....
no I didn't earn any money for my flesh
the ones who set me up and pushed me here
did
I never saw any of the movies I never consented to
when I was spiked with delirants
and pushed into a room
with a bunch of misogynists
the only reason i performed
my superconscious mind remembered what you did last time
when i was 4 or 5 or 6 years old
how could the slapped child articulate that
now can you give it arr rest ?

don't fall in love
float and rise
when roots go deep,
Suspend disbelief ,
a guitar playing
chords of love,
earth shattering ,walls tumbling,
no longer full of herself,
believing in fairy tales,
she asked, she received
super bright, brilliant, ascending love,
brought her to a star
50,000 doors opened at once
they always had love,
It's true.

there is no other
I found my love
my destiny and goal for my soul

Gathered up the sticks and stones,
metalic chains that tied down  bones.
twist gibberish from  mithered mind,
poisonous scolpamine that makes it bind.
throw in  angst,  grief ,abuse and pain,
the manic , depressed clown, sudden sane,
projections coloured, in black and blue,
silvered mirror, which reflects you too,
tapping feet, to tell his story,
vibrating, whirring, hate and gory,
tangled hair, in love and war,
left the house, she went too far,
Eve's cursed with all  honest, gentle, meek,
an act of love, was taught to seek,
not in public, lies, their great shame,
it's ***** ops, they got it covered,
none Independent to Post,
All is hidden in the Sun,
With ***** Mirror,
one cannot find
junk Mail sings to tapped Telegragh.
none Express the Times,
News reels out fear, in pantomimes,
bowed to the fiddle player,
President, Minister, Senator , Mayor,
dressed in copper, gold, inked paper, bit coins,
buried in weighted tonnes, aground,
strawman arguments,  plentiful found,
mutter mumbo jumbo,
about survival of fittest,
serfs was born, to be that hitlist,
elequent etonians, buzzing fabian tales,
once bolting cheetahs, now, well fattened snails,
More occult jibes, from outer polished cups,
with poisoned inner, She passes up,
If sinning became winning,
patient, with time locked down, spinning,
weaving multicoloured threads,
of too man-y voices in her head.
Found alchemical gold  in solitary cell,
Thanks to the Fathers Heavenly spell,
unravelled her story, from sickness to well.
Omnipresent, all round, all high,
nothing hidden from his all seeing eye.
Good things come, for those who wait,
lockdown will serve the meek and kind,
the architects soon stricken blind,
believe their own lies,
think their bots are real,
love is truth, for those who feel.

when i used a broken heineken bottle inside her
after holding a state issued gun to her head
know that she 'was asking for it'
it was obvious her no meant yes
it didn't matter how loud she screamed
when I drowned her head under the water in the bath
she was going to learn
that policemen are always on the right side of the law

rainbows and flowers,
peace, love and light
illusion more dreamy,
ignoring my blight,
soul, white and creamy
lyrics so sweet,
didn't sit well,
with the ironed and neat,
now truth, clear as a bell,
not in heaven, or hell,
biggest clown fooled,
so easily caught,
looking for love, found nothing, naught,
here all alone , in a land with no sun,
with my bat aura frown,
carrying a ton,
smirking men,
nudge and wink,
their women sneer,
projecting stink,
don't know, what they know,
of my karma and fate,
know they heard lies,
incel, imbued hate,
I keep going,
because deep down, I know,
love told me the future,
is bright in its glow,
I now know the reason,
this happened to me,
my waters were choppy,
so stormy my sea.
Now penance, and rosaries,
feet rooted in ground,
still water runs deeper,
serenity found.

good
thankbad
thank ugly
thanks to youse
i got there even though
landing on earth
has made me cry amazons since
at least I know
somewhere in a still place
GOD speaks softly
asking me
in HIS gentle voice
what it is I need

found her
in a cage in a palace garden
or circus ?
who knows, who knew?
without hope (in humanity)
bereft of needs
surrendered to her God
standing outside the caged horror,
humans heard the Word,
human found the key to release her,
human being told her, she could be more, told her, she had worth,
man stood up for the worthless discarded female child
released her shackles
even though  his loyalty was not to her,
another trick,
no matter,
It mattered
trapped then in a fog
which dispersed today to reveal herstory
thanks for giving a glimpse of how
thanks you, ***** of light in the overwhelming never ending darkness she was destined to greet
at the place where he found her feet
compassion in that sea of ice
not one or two but thrice
must have been a destiny
on the path
of Kings